Raymond 1969 Lyrics

[Verse 1]
They say the gangsters back
Kid got a heart attack
Straight out insomniac
Lets get this f-cker live
Loadin up pistols while gettin high
45 9s we smokin sittin in nickels and dimes
My little nigga 12 said he with it yeah
Gave him a sherm stick and watched him while he hit it
Soon as he lit it cuz was finished
Now cock back the gat little mask and gloves
Lets get to buisiness
But they worry about Osama
Killed a b!tch nigga and get his family manyana

Just an imaginary stripe so he can hold his head in honor
Zombie land a bunch of dead men walkin
Livin abortion they oughta raise the price on coffins
F-ckin make a killin but I ain’t dyeing up in prison
Fully loaded clip my brain up to the ceiling

[Verse 2]
They say 2012 the world gon end
Shit it been over since raymond recruited soldiers
1969 evolution of devils time
Ain’t walkin up in no shrine shit im livin a life of crime
Pops never gave a chance my mom cryin
She can see it in my eyes I lost my mind
Sneakin out the window with angel dust in my endo
Keys to her ignition new mission you get a lambo
?Fire pits let to eject I hardly miss?
Nigga ditch sleep on my dog ain’t that a b!tch?
And I ain’t on my odd future tip
But snatch a nigga intestines from his nose
And tell his ass to shit
But they worry about Osama
Blood and crip niggas lifetime of Jeffery Dhamers
Flashy for the moment im on it I pop yo collar
Suicidal ain’t f-ckin with these young ?????
We rivals

[Verse 3]
Didn’t learn to much in school but out I learned some shit
36 a kilo 28 grams a zip pot brownies and white cookies
Cops’ll pat me down but won’t touch on my girls tooshi
F-ck they sent the lady cop they tryna book me
All else fails balloon packs tampon that p-ssy
Back to the set to laugh about it and get it off
Lobster tails and ??? sauce same clothes ?still up off?
On a motherf-ckin robbin spree probably be telivised
B!tch I want the world to see
Now you dumb f-ckers heard of him
Sickest nigga out I found out that blood’s Burgundy
But they worry about Osama
9/11 passengers ain’t seen this type of drama
Vietnam wars I’m sendin copper galore
Bodies hit the floor God knows I’m playin lord for sure